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Private Sex Party - Chapter 1

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Partygoers take turns performing live sex
Cindy couldn’t believe she’d been talked into coming, but here they were. Sherry had told her that she and Joe had been to these “private parties” several times, and they were unbelievably erotic without being sleazy or creepy. The opportunity to watch regular people have sex right in front of her definitely sounded exciting, as long as she didn’t have to participate or have strange men coming on to her. Sherry assured her that she had nothing to worry about. Of course Dan was into it as soon as Cindy told him about it. Between Dan and Sherry, Cindy had put aside her better judgment and decided to give it a try. Now they were following Joe’s car through a very nice neighborhood. Joe pulled into a circular driveway. Dan parked on the street so they wouldn’t be blocked in if Sherry chickened out and made him leave.

The large house was very nice. There were around twenty people inside, and more arrived over the next fifteen minutes. Joe and Sherry introduced Cindy and Dan to the hosts, John and Barbara, who appeared to be in their fifties, then went to mingle. The attendees seemed to be mostly in their thirties and forties. Sherry had said the dress was very casual, but Cindy was surprised at just how casual. Judging by the cars outside nobody was poor, but everyone wore gym shorts, warm up suits or sun dresses. Cindy almost felt overdressed in jeans and a nice top.

“Thanks for coming. Please make yourselves comfortable. You’ll find everyone to be friendly,” Barbara said as she went to welcome new arrivals. Cindy and Dan poured themselves a glass of the wine they had brought and stood around. They felt a bit awkward until Joe and Sherry came back over to chat with them.

Sherry held Cindy’s hand and asked, “Nervous?”

“A lot!”

Sherry smiled. “Don’t be. You’ll love it, I know.”

Promptly at 7:30, John got the crowd’s attention and asked them to gather in the living area. He went to the entry and pushed a button closing the gates to the driveway.

John entered the room and said, “Hello everyone, and thanks for coming. Before we start, I want to go over a few things for the benefit of our first time guests. I know you haven’t gotten a lot of details so I want to answer some of your questions. We’ve been hosting these parties now for over fifteen years. They are by invitation only. The first time, you can be invited by friends. After that, you can only be invited by the hosts. There are almost two hundred people in our group, and we can’t accommodate that many at once, so not everybody is invited to every party. We usually host several each month, depending on our schedule. If you’d like to be invited to future parties, just fill out the sign-up sheet before you leave tonight.”

He went on, “The quarters are close, so we ask that you respect our guests by not arriving smelling of tobacco, and refrain from the use of tobacco or drugs or the excessive use of alcohol while here. And please silence your cell phones during the performances. What you’ll see is normal people allowing you to witness their most intimate moments. Each person or couple chooses what they’ll do; some people have a more active imagination than others, but all deserve your encouragement and support. There are three shows scheduled for each party. I hope you enjoy.”

MEN IN TIGHTS

John introduced Fred and Marsha, and asked them to say a few words. “Um, hello, I’m Fred…,” said the man, obviously nervous.

“And I’m Marsha,” said the woman. “We’re going to let you see two of our interests tonight. We love to dance, so we’re going to begin with that, then introduce you to a little fetish we enjoy. It’s a little kinky and Fred is kind of embarrassed, so I hope you won’t laugh.” She smiled when she said that.

Fred and Marsha looked to be in their mid-thirties and made a beautiful couple. Fred was tall and muscular, while Marsha was a cute blond with a petite figure. They left the room to prepare; soon a bell rang and everyone started to file into another part of the house.

Cindy’s heart was beating fast and she could barely get up out of the chair. She thought about asking Dan to take her home, but resisted. She was normally reserved, especially about something as personal as sex, but was too fascinated by the prospect of what she was about to see to leave. Dan helped her up and held her hand for support as they joined the group.

The group of about thirty five people went into what appeared to be a media room. The theater chairs had been moved against the back wall, and some folding chairs, cushions, a couple of arm chairs and a love seat placed around the perimeter of the room. The TV screen was retracted into its housing on the ceiling and replaced by a single twin-sized bed that was sideways against the wall to create the most space possible in the middle of the room. There was a single track light illuminating the bed and spilling into the center of the room. The seating areas were dimly lit, especially until Cindy’s eyes became accustomed to the darkness. There wasn’t enough seating for all, so people were sitting on laps, leaning against the wall or sitting on the floor. Dan got the middle seat on the love seat and Cindy sat on his lap, while others were squeezed against them. Cindy could see Joe had gotten a theater seat and Sherry was on the floor in front of him.

Romantic music was playing on the theater sound system, and Fred and Marsha stood side by side in matching black slacks and ruffled white shirts. Fred’s shirt was tucked in but unbuttoned, exposing some of his gorgeous chest and abs. Once the crowd settled in, they bowed to the audience, then faced each other and bowed. The music changed and they began dancing; they were very talented and made a beautiful couple. Every two or three minutes the music would change and they switched dances. Cindy recognized a tango and a salsa, but didn’t know the others. The music slowed and the couple held each other closely and danced cheek to cheek. They were panting for breath from over ten minutes of non-stop dancing. After a few more minutes, the music became more erotic, with a sultry saxophone wailing, and the dance evolved into little more than a steady grinding of crotches and heavy necking.

Marsha pulled Fred's shirt out of his slacks, then helped him out of it, never breaking her kiss. She caressed his muscular shoulders and back.

“God, he’s got a gorgeous body,” Cindy thought to herself. Her mouth was dry as she became aroused. It had seemed freezing cold when they entered the room. But now it was very warm, with all the people packed into the room.

Fred now moved behind Marsha and began unbuttoning and helping her out of her blouse. Tossing it on the floor, he unclasped her bra and let it fall to the floor. Her slim figure was now exposed to Fred’s roaming hands, not to mention the lustful eyes of every man in the room. Fred rubbed her belly and small breasts, gently rolling her now erect nipples between his fingers while still keeping his lips on hers.

Cindy’s perch on Dan’s knee was becoming increasingly uncomfortable and she squirmed often, trying to find a better position. Dan was squirming too, partially from the weight of Cindy on his knee but also because his stiffening erection had nowhere to go in his jeans. He now understood why everyone wore such casual, loose fitting clothing. He would wear loose fitting gym shorts next time.

Reaching down, Fred unclasped and unzipped Marsha’s slacks while she kicked off her shoes. She let the slacks fall to the floor and stepped out of them. Surprisingly, she was wearing pantyhose under her slacks. She turned back to embrace Fred as he caressed her ass.

Now it was Marsha’s turn to help Fred out of his slacks. When he removed them the crowd let out an audible gasp of surprise. Fred was also wearing pantyhose. Now it was clear what the fetish is that Fred had been embarrassed by.

Cindy had never seen a man in pantyhose. The tight, glimmering material accented the muscles of Fred’s tight butt and legs. Her vagina was beginning to tingle and she knew it would be wet. She rarely lusted after other men, but she now fantasized about putting her arms around Fred and holding that wonderful butt.

Marsha moved behind Fred, exposing him to the crowd. His cock was completely stiff and was plastered into place by the tight fabric. It looked massive, as did his sac. Fred grabbed the waistband and pulled it halfway up his stomach, which stretched the fabric even tighter against his cock and balls.

“God, he’s gorgeous,” Cindy repeated to herself. Her mind filled with images of that incredible butt driving that huge rod into her over and over again, and she began to tremble with arousal. She hadn’t felt this much raw lust since she had been married. She squirmed more and more on Dan’s leg, wanting but not daring to try to get something, anything against her pussy. She was killing Dan, and wasn’t too comfortable herself, so she got up and moved to the back wall. There were no empty chairs, so she simply leaned against the wall.

The couple was kissing and grinding their crotches together frantically. Fred guided Marsha over to the bed, never breaking their kiss. Laying her back on the bed, Fred began kissing his way down her body. Cupping one of her little titties in his hand, he began sucking and licking the other all over, then switched his attention to the other one. He licked and sucked them over and over, then finally continued down to her belly, kissing and caressing every inch, while his hands continued to play with her titties. Marsha’s pink nipples were so erect they looked like pencil erasers, and her fair skin was becoming flushed. She ran her fingers through Fred’s hair, gently pushing him lower and lower. When he reached her crotch, he reached under her butt and lifted her to his face while licking her pantyhose along the entire length of her slit. Marsha let out a long sigh. She thrust her hips toward Fred, trying to get more contact on her clit.

Fred took the lone pillow from under Marsha’s head and put it under her butt, then pulled her toward the foot of the bed so he could have easier access. He knelt in front of her, then grabbed her crotch with both hands and split the seam of the pantyhose all the way up the crotch. Marsha’s cunt was now fully exposed to the eager eyes of the crowd, and fully accessible to Fred.

Cindy could almost see the desire on Dan’s face as he stared at Marsha’s naked body. She glanced at the crowd. The men she could see all had full erections, which were clearly evident through their loose clothing. It didn’t appear that they were wearing underwear, as their erections plainly tented the fabric. A couple of the men had their hands inside their girlfriend’s or wife’s clothing, playing with their tits or rubbing their crotch. One of the women next to Dan had her hand up the skirt of her sundress, playing with herself like nobody was in the room, while her husband cupped her tits through her dress. Anyone on the opposite wall from the woman would be able to plainly see her pussy, or at least her hand rubbing her pussy, but she was oblivious to the crowd. She was hypnotized by the erotic scene playing out in front of her. She had spread her legs so that now one leg was on her husband’s knee, the other on Dan’s. Dan had to be aware that a strange woman was masturbating unabashedly while practically sitting on him. Watching the crowd was almost as erotic as watching the couple on the bed.

Fred knelt before Marsha’s waiting pussy. She had her knees bent and her feet flat on the bed. Fred pushed her knees further apart and dived in, licking her pussy over and over again. He flicked his tongue quickly and repeatedly over her clit as she moaned and roll her head back and forth. Then he pushed his tongue as far up her vagina as possible and began licking up and down the length of her pussy over and over.

Finally, he put his thumb inside her drenched pussy and concentrated on her clit, flicking it with his tongue. The tingling emanating from Marsha’s pussy was becoming more and more insistent. As she wriggled on the bed, she was lifting her butt off the pillow and forcing her pussy into Fred’s face. The tongue was unrelenting on her swollen clit, and she began whimpering as she neared orgasm.

Marsha suddenly tensed her body, and then exploded into orgasm.

“Uhh, unhh, unhh, oomph, AW, AWW, AWW, MMM, mmm, mm,” she grunted, her body finally relaxing onto the bed.

Fred stood and looked down at his naked wife, lying there with her legs hanging over the end of the bed. Her bared pussy and pubic hairs were soaked from her juices and his saliva. Her chest still heaved and her eyes were closed, as the last waves of pleasure coursed through her body. Fred reached down and ripped his pantyhose open, releasing his massive cock. It sprung out of the material, pointing straight up at the ceiling. He reached down and tore a little further, then pulled his balls through the hole.

Cindy devoured his meat with her eyes. She was so horny she tried touching herself right there in front of everybody, but it was no use through the thick denim. She slid down to the floor and sat with her legs crossed in front of her.

Fred picked up his limp wife and helped her turn over with her knees on the bed and her butt sticking up toward him. He picked up a tube of lubricant that was lying on the floor next to the bed, rubbed a dab on the tip of his dick, and began to slowly work his way into her pussy. When he had worked all the way in, he began driving, harder and harder as he grunted. He reached under her and played with her tits as he continued driving, harder and harder.

Cindy frantically tried to apply pressure to her pussy through her jeans. She was desperate for contact on her crotch and had lost the ability to care if anyone looked her way. She turned toward Dan, who was looking right at her with a smirk on his face. Meanwhile, the girl on Dan’s lap had already climaxed, and was lying back against the shoulders of her husband and Dan. Her legs were spread, one on each of the men’s legs, and her dress was so high you could almost see her pussy.

Just then Fred came inside his wife.

“Umm, Umm, UMMM, aaah, ahhhh,” he grunted. His knees buckled and he slumped down, causing his cock to pop out of Marsha. Cum dripped from his cock and out of Marsha onto the bed, and Fred braced himself by putting his hands down on the bed. He lowered himself onto the bed next to Marsha, panting to catch his breath.

The crowd exploded into applause. Marsha got up, grabbed Fred’s shirt and wrapped it around her.

She addressed the crowd, “I bet most of you gals have never seen a man in pantyhose before. Would you like to see what it feels like?”

Most of the girls started clapping their hands again.

“Would you mind, Fred?”

Marsha grabbed Fred’s hand and led him around the room, allowing the ladies to rub his buttocks. Cindy rose up on her knees. When Fred came up to her, his cock was less than a foot from her face. The tip was purplish-red, and there was cum matted in his pubic hair and on his shredded pantyhose. He had softened a bit, but hadn’t yet shrunk much. It was long and thick and hung down over his large sac. Cindy flushed a bright red, and her hand trembled as she raised it to rub Fred’s butt. The shimmering fabric made his butt feel very smooth and tight. As Fred moved away, her hand trailed down his leg. Cindy was embarrassed and could barely raise her eyes, but she knew that Dan must be staring at her with that smirk.

Queen of the Nile

While Fred and Marsha went to the master bathroom to clean up and change, the rest of the crowd went back to the living area or lined up for the bathrooms. One bathroom had been designated for men while the powder room designated for women.

“So what did you think,” Sherry asked.

“It was unbelievable,” Cindy whispered, unable to make eye contact. “I can’t believe I’m here, but it was incredible to watch. I could never in a million years do what they did.”

“Oh, come on. You could learn to dance that well,” Sherry joked.

“You know what I mean. I loved watching it, but I don’t understand how they could ever get up the nerve to do it in front of strangers. I know I couldn’t.”

“You might be surprised. You want another glass of wine or something?”

“I’d like some cold water. It was warm in there.”

“You sure it wasn’t just you?” Sherry said, smiling.

When the bathroom line dwindled, John called everyone back into the living room and said, “I have a few more things to go over. On party nights, the gates open at 7:00 and close at 7:30. After 7:30, no entrance, no exceptions. The performances usually last between 15 – 30 minutes, with around 20 minutes in-between, so we’re always finished before 10:00. We ask that, except in case of an emergency, you stay until the finish, to avoid people having to shuffle cars to let you out. And please be careful not to block my neighbor’s driveways if you park on the street. Now I’d like to introduce you to Susan.”

A pretty lady with brunette shoulder length hair stepped out of the crowd, and three young men came to the front with her. Cindy had noticed these young men earlier, as they didn’t fit in with the rest of the crowd. They were obviously younger than the others, probably in their mid to late twenties. One of them was black, one of them had tattoos all over his body and the other was stocky with a very short buzz cut and big muscles. Sherry had mentioned that she hadn’t seen them before, though she had only been to these parties four times previously. Susan appeared to be several years older than the boys.

Susan addressed the crowd, “Hello. I’ve been coming to these parties for a couple of years. When I started I was involved with someone, buy we split up a few months ago and he moved away. This is the first time I’ve been here without him. I wasn’t planning to come anymore, but decided to give my friend Mike a call. I used to work at the same company as Mike. He was too young for me to date, but we became friends and we’ve stayed in touch. He’s a real flirt, but a nice guy, and I can talk about anything with him. When my boyfriend left, Mike was a life saver. When I told Mike what I had in mind, he got two of his workout buddies, Jimmy and Dave to come with us.”

The young stocky white man jumped in, “I’m not too young to date Susie, she just thinks I am. Anyway, I jumped at the chance to get naked with her, even if it’s just play acting,” he said with a sly grin on his face. “And I knew that Jimmy and Dave would be in, especially after I showed them pictures of Susie on her Facebook page. That’s Jimmy,” he said, pointing at the black guy. “and that’s Dave,” he said, pointing at the tattooed guy.

Susan continued, “One of my fantasies is to be able to rule men for my own pleasure, like a modern day Cleopatra. To have them serve at my beck and call. So we’ve worked out a little skit where these boys will be my slaves, and we’ve rehearsed most of it a couple of times. We haven’t rehearsed the climax, but we’ve mapped out the ending. There will be no penetration, but I think you’ll find it sexy anyway.”

With that, they left to prepare, and shortly thereafter a little bell was rung, prompting everyone to return to the media room. Once again, Cindy’s heart fluttered and she felt like she was hyperventilating, but Dan took her hand and led her into the room.

It appeared that it was an unspoken rule that the center theater seats were saved for John and Barbara. That was the best viewing position and the most comfortable seating. The others took what was available. Dan took an armchair and Cindy sat on one of the overstuffed arms. Fred and Marsha sat in folding chairs nearby. When Cindy looked over, she accidentally made eye contact with them and nodded at them shyly before turning away.

The bed had been moved to a corner and replaced by an armchair with a large blanket spread out on the floor in front of the chair. Susan was lounging on that armchair, and the three boys were standing side by side in front of her, facing the crowd as they streamed into the room. Their arms were folded in front of their chests as if they were protecting their queen. They wore loose fitting pantaloons that were gathered at the waist and heels, leaving them to blouse out in between. They wore no shirts, and had golden bands around their biceps. It was obvious they spent a lot of time at the gym. Dave and Jimmy were tall and athletic looking. Mike was shorter and stockier, with huge muscles. Even though Cindy normally wasn’t attracted to younger boys, she was looking forward to seeing these beautiful bodies in action.

Susan wore a knee length toga style robe that was held together at one shoulder by a large brass button; the other shoulder was bared. She had a band on her head with a golden snake’s head projecting out from the front and gold strands with beads hanging down the sides and back, dangling earrings, a large necklace and several bangles on her wrists. She had a scepter with what looked like jewels embedded in it. She really did look the part of Cleopatra.

The music playing was seductive and sounded Arabian, like snake charmer’s music from a movie. Suddenly Susan clapped her hands twice, and the men got down on their knees and bowed to her with their faces on the ground. She stood and casually regarded the groveling men before reaching down and tapping Jimmy (the black guy) with the scepter. He immediately rose to attention, awaiting his queen’s orders with his powerful arms crossed in front of his chest. The queen began walking around him, caressing his arms and chest as she ogled him lustfully.

Soon she tapped Dave, who stood next to Jimmy. Dave had colorful tattoos completely covering both arms and his chest. He didn’t have any visible hair on his body. The queen began playing with her slave as she wished, rubbing her body against his.

Finally she tapped Mike with the scepter and did the same to him as she had the others. When she had finished with Mike, she began winding her way back and forth in between the boys, rubbing her body against each of them. She stood behind them one at a time and ran her nails over their abs, reaching just under their waistbands before bringing her hands back up. Grabbing Mike’s pantaloons from behind she suddenly yanked hard and they came off; they had just been held on by Velcro at the waist, ankles, and a couple of places down the sides of each leg. Mike was wearing a loin cloth, consisting of a cloth barely wide enough to cover his privates in the front, and a skinnier cloth in the back. The two pieces of cloth were held together by a thin string which had a bow tied on one side, and they sagged so low that any movement put his modesty at risk. Susan then yanked off Jimmy and Dave’s pantaloons, and they all stood there in nothing but a loin cloth.

Susan grabbed a can of Pam cooking spray and began coating the boys with the oil from their shoulders to their legs, then sat back down on her throne to watch the show. The boys each grabbed a couple of dumbbells each from the corner and began pumping up. Their muscles began to pop out, enhanced by the shiny oil. These young bulls were in the peak of manhood. After they had pumped up their muscles until they were bulging, they put down the dumbbells and awaited further instruction. Susan pointed at their crotch, and the boys simultaneously yanked at the bow tied in their loincloths, causing them to fall to the floor.

Cindy greedily watched in anticipation, only to once again be frustrated; this time by a G-string that each boy wore. The G strings were little more than a flimsy pouch, barely big enough to house the boys’ penises. In the back they were merely a strip of fabric running through their crack. The boys were facing the throne with their backs to the room, so the crowd could see their well defined butt muscles. When Susan pointed at them with the scepter, they turned toward the crowd and began swaying to the music, causing their dicks to swing in the small pouches that held them.

Cindy was becoming very aroused by now, and imagined what it would feel like to be Susan, rubbing up against these oily, well muscled, and almost naked beautiful bodies. She stared at their bodies, dizzy with lust.

Susan came up behind Jimmy and slipped her hand between his legs, cupping his sac through the material. You could almost see Jimmy’s knees buckles as she worked her way up his shaft and gave it a squeeze. She pulled the material way from his groin and peeked in with a devilish grin on her face, then let go of the material. You could tell even through the material that Jimmy’s dick was growing stiffer. Susan proceeded to do the same to the other boys.

The atmosphere was starting to heat up in the room. It seemed that everywhere Cindy looked, people were groping and fondling. It was almost as sexy watching the audience as the performers. Straddling the upholstered arm on the chair was comfortable, and if she rocked just right it applied a little pressure where it did the most good, even through the thick denim of her jeans. She rocked very slowly, so as not to be noticed.

Now Susan stepped in front of the boys and clapped her hands, and they each stepped out of their G strings, completely exposing their partially erect dicks to the crowd and to Susan, who stood expressionless. She grabbed the can of Pam and sprayed the oil on the boys’ butts and groins. Cindy noticed that Dave’s complete lack of hair even extended to his crotch.

“He must get waxed,” Cindy thought.

When the boys were completely oiled, Susan reached up to the one button holding her toga in place, yanked it off and let it fall to the floor. She was completely nude underneath. Unlike Marsha’s petite figure, Susan had more curves, with full breasts, wide hips and bubble butt. She had a small bit of blond hair around her pussy lips. Cindy knew that Dan preferred Susan’s type of figure. He was gaping at her and his stiff cock made a large bulge in his tight jeans.

Now as Susan resumed rubbing her body against the boys, she became coated in the oil, making her body shimmer in the light. She rubbed against their cocks until they became fully erect. Clapping her hands, they each laid on their backs on the blanket side by side, with their dicks at full mast. Susan stood over Jimmy first, one foot on each side of him. Jimmy looked up at her cunt and swinging breasts. His dick was so hard it had a curve to it.

Dropping to her knees, Susan straddled Jimmy with his dick only inches from her cunt. She dropped down until Jimmy’s shaft was buried in the folds of her pussy lips. Pulling her lips apart, she slowly began sliding it up and down his shaft. She was using Jimmy’s dick as a dildo to rub her clit, without allowing it to slide into her vagina. Once the oil on Jimmy’s dick fully lubricated her lips and allowed her to easily slide along the shaft, she put her hands on Jimmy’s chest and started sliding faster and more rhythmically. Her breasts swayed in rhythm with her thrusts. Her eyes were closed and she appeared to be quietly moaning, oblivious to the audience watching her. After several minutes of this it became apparent that Jimmy couldn’t hold out much longer. He was bucking his hips and lifting his butt off the ground, in an apparent attempt to get more contact. Susan just kept on with her constant rhythm, pumping her slit up and down his shaft. Finally he exploded, squirting his cum all over his chest and belly, and getting a bit on one of Susan’s tits. She seemed to not even notice he’d cum as she continued dragging her clit up and down his shaft. After his dick shrank beyond use to her, she rose up and stood over Dave.

Dave had been watching this whole show from only a foot or so away, so he was fully worked up into a huge erection and ready to get the same treatment. Susan squatted over him, pulled her pussy lips apart and wrapped them around his dick, pressing her clit directly on the shaft. She settled onto her knees with her hands on his tattooed chest and began slowly working her cunt up and down his dick. Once the oil allowed her to glide smoothly over his dick, she started pumping more quickly. Her eyes were closed as she savored the feeling. If she leaned forward just right, the only thing touching his dick was her clit, and she rubbed it for all she was worth.

Cindy had never seen anything more deliciously obscene than the sight of Susan humping these young studs, basically using them as a masturbation toy. Judging by the bulge in Dan’s pants, he was enjoying the show as well. Cindy put her hands on the end of the arm of the chair and leaned forward, putting more pressure on her own clit. The sensations were emanating from her pussy and spreading from her head to her toes.

Just then Dave stiffened and it became apparent he wasn’t going to last much longer. You could see him trying to raise his hips to meet Susan’s humping. With a loud grunt, his dick began spitting wads of cum onto both his belly and Susan’s. Susan frantically continued rubbing. Her skin was becoming flushed and sweat dripped from her forehead. She had to be getting close, but now Dave was beginning to shrivel and would be of no further use to her.

She got up and moved to Mike. Mike’s dick was about as long as the other boys’, but it was very thick. Susan repeated the process of kneeling down and wrapping her pussy lips around Mike’s shaft. She started slowly rubbing up and down the length of it, then settled into a rhythm as before. Mike reached up and cupped both of her breasts, hefting the weight of them softly and allowing them to sway in his hands. He let the nipples slip between his fingers and gently squeezed them. Susan looked delirious with pleasure. Her eyes were closed and her head rocked side to side as she frantically continued rubbing her clit on Mike’s dick. Suddenly she went a little too far up his shaft, and when she started back down Mike’s dick impaled her pussy. He quickly pushed his dick halfway in.

Susan’s eyes flew open and she had an astonished look on her face. She immediately began to pull her pussy off of his dick. The feeling of Mike’s thick slab of meat must have felt too good, because Susan began humping along with Mike, allowing him to fully bury his shaft inside her. They were now joined at the crotch, rocking back and forth.

Cindy looked around at the audience. One of the men leaning against the wall had lifted his wife’s sundress and was obviously humping her. She had a hand in her crotch, working her clit with her eyes riveted on the action. One of the girls sitting on the loveseat had her hand in her husband’s shorts, stroking his cock. Several other couples were groping and fondling each other.

Dan grabbed Cindy’s arm and pulled her into the chair with him. There wasn’t room for both of them side by side, so Cindy sat on one side of his lap. Dan unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, grabbed Cindy’s hand and guided it to his dick. In this position, she couldn’t pull it out of his underwear even if she had wanted to. She certainly did not want to, in front of all these people, but it was obvious that Dan needed immediate relief. Looking around, she saw that everybody’s focus was on Susan. So she grabbed Dan’s dick through his underwear and squeezed it. She released the pressure, then squeezed it again. She did this a third time and Dan had a massive orgasm in his underwear.

Susan and Mike were still going after it, and you could hear the sound of Susan’s wet pussy pumping Mike’s dick. Just then, Mike exploded into her as he grunted and groaned. Susan immediately pulled off him, releasing a puddle of cum onto the blanket, and began rubbing her clit on him as before. It took only a few strokes before she began to orgasm. You could see her whole body stiffen, then she went wild on Mike’s dick. Finally she collapsed in his arms and they lay together in a pile of sweat, oil and cum.

The entire room erupted in applause. Dan zipped and buttoned himself back up. The performers wiped themselves off on the blanket as best they could and worked their way toward the master bathroom to clean up. Everybody else began to filter back to the living area. Judging by the looks of the crowd, Dan wasn’t the only one who’d cum during the show. Cindy noticed wet marks on some of the men’s shorts or wiped onto some of the women’s clothing. They lined up for the bathrooms to clean themselves off. Cindy got another glass of wine before getting in line for the bathroom. The people in line were talking about how steamy the show had been, so Cindy asked if the performances had been better than usual.

“Way better,” one of the women said. “My name’s Judy”.

“Hi, my name’s Cindy. This is my first time.”

“Wow, you picked a good night. I’ve never seen any performance as good as either of the ones tonight. This is the best ever.”

The break between shows was longer than the first break had been, but finally John called everyone back to the living room.

“Just one more announcement for the benefit of our new guests,” he said. “You must be wondering where we get our talented performers. Truth is, they all started out just like you. They came to one of these parties not knowing what to expect, on the invitation and encouragement of good friends. That first time they were unsure and nervous, just like you. They watched and were intrigued, but convinced that they could never get up in front of the crowd and perform. But they did. You are allowed to attend three parties as a member of the audience, but at the fourth party you attend you will be one of the performers. After that, you will be required to perform every sixth time you come. Each time you perform, you may invite one couple if you wish.”

Cindy shot a stare at Sherry, who gave a sheepish grin and shrugged her shoulders. Cindy couldn’t believe it. Sherry had told her she had come to four of these parties, so she and Joe had actually had sex in front of a crowd of people. Sherry had known them for ten years, and they did lots of things together. She never would have imagined it possible that they had had done this.

John went on, “For now, just relax and enjoy the rest of the evening. You may well find that by the time your turn comes, you’ll be more comfortable with the group. Now I’d like to introduce you to Celia and Will.”

Celia and Will came up to the front. Will was a pleasant looking man, even though he had thinning hair and was a little heavy. Celia was pretty ordinary looking, except for her large breats. Will said, “When I was in my twenties, I was hospitalized for five days. Of course, being in my twenties I was really horny, and had a thing for one of the nurses that worked the night shift. All I could do was fantasize about her. Cele and I decided that we would role play that fantasy for you tonight.”

ANGEL OF MERCY

They left the room, and shortly a bell rang announcing they were ready. As before, everybody started filing into the media room and finding a place to sit. The head of the single bed was now against the back wall. Will was lying in the bed covered by a sheet and had a large gauze pad bandaged onto his neck. Celia wasn’t in the room. After everybody was settled, she entered the room. She must have been waiting in the bathroom. She was dressed in a very skimpy white nurse’s dress. It barely was long enough to cover her butt and showed a lot of cleavage. She had white stockings and high heeled shoes.

Walking up to the bed, she said, “Good morning Mr. Thompson. Are you feeling well today?” Will only nodded. “Very good, don’t try to speak. We want to give your vocal chords every chance to heal before you use them. Normally the surgery you had is very routine, but the infection you contracted complicated things. Let’s see how you’re doing. I need to get your vital signs.”

Celia bent over to get some supplies out of a kit on the floor, clearly exposing the tops of her stockings and her butt. She wasn’t wearing any panties, and her pussy was practically in Will’s face. Celia then leaned over to put a thermometer in his mouth, exposing her ample cleavage to Will. She then put a blood pressure cuff around his arm, and pushed the button on the blood pressure meter. Pulling out the thermometer, she said, “Excellent Mr. Thompson, your temperature is almost normal, and has been for twelve hours. That probably means the infection is under control. I wouldn’t be surprised if you were released in the morning. I’ll bet you’re ready to go home, after laying here for five days.” Will just nodded again. Taking off the cuff, she continued, “Your blood pressure is perfect. It’s time for you to be bathed. It’s very important that your dressing stay dry. I can tape plastic over your dressing and you can use the hand held shower head in the bathroom, but you mustn’t wash your hair or face in the shower or do anything to get the dressing wet. Or if you prefer, I can give you a sponge bath in the bed. Would you prefer the shower?”

Will shook his head to indicate no.

“Very well, I’ll go draw some warm water and be right back.”

Celia left the room, and came back shortly with a container of water, a bottle of soap, washcloth and towel. She bent over at the waist as she set the container on the floor, again exposing her bottom to Will. She lingered just a little longer than necessary with her pussy right in Will’s face. Then she pulled down the sheet. Will was dressed only in a hospital gown. Celia helped him turn onto his side as she untied the gown, then he plopped down on his back. Celia pulled the gown away from Will and threw it on the floor. Will was now naked, and Celia began washing him. She started with his underarms and worked her way down his chest and stomach, drying him off as she went so he wouldn’t get cold. The entire time she was bending over Will, exposing her cleavage. As she got closer to his crotch, Will began to get an erection. When she picked up his sac and began caressing his balls with the warm washcloth, his dick sprang to attention.

Acting surprised, Celia recoiled from Will and said, “Oh, my! This won’t do at all. You’ve got severe swelling here. Your penis seems to be inflamed. Do you want me to stop?” Will shook his head. “Well, do you want me to try to treat the inflammation?” she said teasingly. Will nodded. “Very well, I’ll try”.

Celia took a tube of lotion from her kit bag, squeezed a generous amount on her hand and rubbed it on Will’s dick. She took long strokes up and down his shaft, rubbing it in. Will groaned with pleasure.

“Shh, please don’t use your voice, Mr. Thompson, until the doctor clears you. This lotion only seems to make your swelling worse. I don’t know what to do to make it go down.”

Will put his hand up her dress and started rubbing her butt. His rubbing was making her dress ride higher and exposing her pussy.

“Do you have an idea how to make the swelling go down?” Celia asked.

Will just continued rubbing and pushing her dress up.

“OK, I suppose we can give it a try,” Celia said as she reached behind her, unzipped her dress and stepped out of it. “Now what?”

Will reached up and fondled her breasts.

“Do you want me to remove my bra? I don’t see how this will help you, but I guess I’ll try,” she said as she unclasped her bra and let it fall to the floor.

Several of the men in the audience gasped at this, as her breasts were very large, with huge puffy nipples. She was now standing in nothing but her stockings and high heels. Will pulled her towards him and buried his head in her breasts, licking them all over. He put one hand between her legs and started playing with her pussy. Celia eyes glazed over as she stood there being fondled and licked. Will pulled her butt closer to him until she practically fell onto the bed on top of him. She kicked off her shoes and straddled his body, squatting flat footed on the bed. Her pussy was positioned directly above his dick. The people sitting against the back wall could only see Celia's back and Will's legs, so most of them quietly moved to one side of the room or the other for a better view.

“Are you sure this will help, Mr. Thompson? Is this what you want?”

Will nodded furiously.

“OK, if you’re sure.”

Celia’s pussy was only inches from Will’s dick, but she wasn’t moving any closer. Will frantically tried raising his hips enough to meet her, but she was just out of reach. Finally she slowly began inching her way down towards him. Closer, closer she came. After what must have seemed an eternity to Will, Celia grabbed his shaft, already moist with the lotion she’d rubbed on it, and placed it in position. She slowly descended until the head of his dick was pushing against the opening of her pussy, then she rose back up. Will groaned. She lowered herself again. Squatting like she was stretched her pussy tight, and Will’s dick couldn’t gain entry. She lowered herself until it was pushing hard against her, then rose up again. Once more she lowered herself. This time she grabbed Will’s dick and moved it back and forth over her opening until the head slipped inside. Then she lowered herself slightly, and rose back up until his dick popped out of her. Will groaned loudly.

She continued slowly squatting down and rising again, each time allowing just a little more penetration. Every time she raised herself his dick popped out of her and waved twitching until she came back down on it. On her fifth penetration she lowered herself until their groins met and Will was completely inside her. Her massive breasts hung heavy. She slowly began rising until Will’s dick popped out again. He was groaning loudly non-stop now. Once again she slowly lowered herself onto Will’s dick and as she began sliding up, Will began convulsing his body and grunting. He was cumming hard. When his dick popped out this time, it spit a large wad of cum on Celia’s pussy and another smaller one on his belly. More cum streamed out of Celia onto Will’s crotch.

Celia wiped herself with the sheet and got off the bed. She quietly slipped on her dress and picked up her bra and shoes. Looking over at Will’s softening dick, she said, “You were right, Mr. Thompson. That seemed to help with the swelling. Good night, Mr. Thompson.” She walked out of the room to a thundering round of applause,

THE AFTERBATH

Cindy said very little on their way home, and Dan left her to her thoughts. Dan had loved the party, but knew that Cindy would never agree to perform. So the most he was hoping for was that they’d at least get to go to two more of the parties before it became their turn to perform and Cindy would put an end to it. Cindy had allowed him to put their email on the sign in sheet before they left, so at least the possibility was still open that they could go back, and he didn’t want to say the wrong thing to ruin it.

When they got home, they fell into each other’s arms and immediately turned back the bed and took their clothes off. Dan never came twice in one night, but this was no ordinary night, and Cindy was as horny as she’d ever remembered being. Cindy rubbed some K-Y jelly on Dan’s dick and he climbed on top of her. Since he had already relieved himself at the party, he was able to last a long time, much to Cindy’s delight.

Dan’s pumping in Cindy quickened and the pressure on her pussy was exquisite. After he planted his sperm in her, he began slowing and finally laid down on her. They laid in each other’s arms, not saying a word until their breathing returned to normal.

“That was nice,” Cindy said.

Cindy wasn’t sure if she had ever had an orgasm. When she had sex, it felt great and she got a tingling feeling that she thought was an orgasm. But after watching Marsha and Susan have an orgasm tonight, she was beginning to have her doubts. Dan had tried early on in their relationship to talk to her about it, but for some reason she’d been embarrassed to talk about it. She had touched herself “down there” a few times when she was reaching puberty, but had been deathly embarrassed by the prospect of being caught, and wasn’t sure if she had experienced orgasm or not.

Dan kissed her on the lips, and then rolled off her. He took a corner of the towel that Cindy was lying on and wiped himself off.

After a while, Cindy said, “I’m gonna go fix the coffeepot for tomorrow morning. I’ll be back in a while.”

She put on a bathrobe and went into the kitchen. When she came back, Dan had rolled over and looked to be asleep. Cindy went into the master bathroom to get ready for bed. After she washed her face and brushed her teeth, she went back into the bedroom, intending to read for awhile and then go to sleep. Dan’s steady breathing indicated that he was fast asleep. Cindy was still so keyed up her mind was racing, and she read and re-read the same paragraph in her book over and over. She decided to take a nice relaxing bath in their Jacuzzi tub. They rarely used the tub, but tonight Cindy felt that a nice soak would be what she needed to calm her mind. She quietly slipped out of bed and back into their master bathroom. She closed the door, turned on the water, and lit several candles. She turned off the lights and stepped in. The water was so warm Cindy had to let herself in gradually, but once it covered her it felt great. The candlelight flickered, casting a mesmerizing glow. She turned on the jets and lay back. She couldn’t help but replay the events of the evening in her mind, and she found herself still horny.

“I wonder what it felt like to Marsha when Fred was licking her pussy,” Cindy thought to herself. “She completely lost control of any inhibitions. The noises she made were like an animal in heat. It must have been fantastic.”

She thought about Susan, using those boys’ cocks as a rubbing post to bring herself off. Cindy turned in the tub until she had a jet concentrated on her groin. It was pulsating the hot water into her pussy, and she continued adjusting her butt and the jet to get the best contact possible. Images came and went at random through her mind. Fred was pounding his shaft into her as she fondled his butt. At the same time, Fred was licking her pussy, and Dan was on top of her filling her cunt with his dick. The water was relentlessly caressing her pussy, but it wasn’t strong enough.

Cindy turned completely sideways in the tub, positioning the jet right against her cunt. She had to drape her legs over the edge of the tub in this position, and she spread them wide. The pulsations on her pussy became Mike’s thick dick. The water became Will’s semen spewing onto her.

Cindy grabbed a bar of soap and began sliding it up and down the length of her pussy. Almost the second she touched her clit, she exploded in a blinding orgasm that sent tingles all over her body. The waves of pleasure washed over her and she couldn’t tell where they were coming from. She stopped rubbing her pussy, but the tingling continued for a few more seconds and she had her eyes tightly closed.

As her breathing slowly returned to normal, Dan silently shut the bathroom door. Cindy hadn’t noticed him watching. They both realized they had a lot to think about regarding their sex life together.

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